Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,
As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive
'cause it was an admired service-man
The crowd's with me, all according to plan
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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